The weather was so dry, when he got up in the morning and went out of the house, Shaoqiu found that fires had been ignited in many places in the deserted village. It's all due to drought.

At this time, I remembered the field on my mountain, and I didn't know what happened to those seedlings, and Hua Bo put a pipe in his field and was pumping water from his field. It's not going to be done. So, braving the scorching heat alone, wearing a hat, he walked to the mountains.

When I arrived at the edge of the field, there was no pipe in the field at this time, and the flower uncle was blown away by the wind, and there was no shadow in sight. Look at your field again, at this time the seedlings are dry, and there is no drop of water in the field, if it doesn't rain again, it won't be long before all the seedlings will die.

How could Hua Bo do this, put all the water in other people's fields into his watermelon field, and look at his watermelons again, they are really growing at this time, and overnight, it is already incomparable. However, his watermelons are good, and his seedlings are all wilted and haggard, and when the sun comes out, they will all be finished.

At this time, I can't beat all the watermelons of Hua Bo, it's too bullying, isn't it? But thinking of the good of the little flower, Shaoqiu's hands were soft again for a while, so he sat on the edge of his own field, and saw that the field was already cracking, and the mud was gradually becoming harder, and he saw that the seedling was about to die. And without this seedling, what will Shaoqiu eat, there will be no food to eat at that time, not to mention going to Xiaohua's house to propose, and he will starve to death.

Then he walked into Xiaohua's house, and had to go and talk to Hua Bo, why did he drain the water in his field, why didn't he leave a little bit for himself? However, when he came to the door of Hua Bo's house, he stood for an unknown amount of time, but he didn't see Hua Bo, maybe he knew that Shaoqiu was going to trouble him, so he hid far away.

And Xiaohua stayed in the house, and when she saw Shaoqiu coming, her face was still a little red, and she didn't seem to be embarrassed, and wanted to ask Shaoqiu what she was doing here, but she wanted to say nothing. As soon as he saw Xiaohua, the anger in Shaoqiu's heart gradually disappeared again, at this time, don't say that he dried up his field, it was to drain his blood, so what?

As soon as she saw Xiaohua, Shaoqiu thought, anyway, her father had dried up his own field, and he couldn't find some remedies on her? Then he rushed forward and touched Xiaohua's hand, and in the face of this Shaoqiu's touch, Xiaohua did not dodge, and seemed to know what his father did, so Shaoqiu was quite unfavorable, so he deliberately cooperated, and even sent it forward to Shaoqiu to touch.

Not only that, Xiaohua was very unhappy about what her father did for a while, and she didn't know how many times she cried behind her back, but at this time, seeing that Shaoqiu finally mustered up the courage to enter her house, she took off her clothes and presented her whole body in front of Shaoqiu. And as soon as he saw Xiaohua like this, Shaoqiu was a little reluctant, he couldn't do it for such a little water, and his surrogate father had suffered it, and he actually did such a thing, if he didn't be with Shaoqiu in the future, wouldn't he be ashamed of his man if he got married?

I didn't dare to stay there, and I returned to my own field, I had to think of a way, otherwise, the seedlings would die, and I was sorry for these seedlings at the same time, and I was sorry for myself. But if it doesn't rain on this day, there is no way to do it in Shaoqiu, otherwise, is it possible to make this field ripple by urinating?

Leaving Hetian with no choice, Shaoqiu returned to the house, and in this room, the good flower man put a huge diesel engine, and at this time, for some reason, it actually sounded by itself. Shaoqiu wanted to find a good flower man for a while, if he didn't stop this machine, it would never be possible for him to sit in this room and read a book, the noise was too loud, and it could be said that the roof tiles were sonic shock.

However, after searching every corner of the deserted village, the man with good flowers still can't find it, and the good flowers are also gone for a while, and what can be seen is just a fool and the like, standing in front of his house at this time, giggling and watching. And the people who walked in front of their house no longer appeared at this time, as if the door of Shaoqiu's house was not very clean and did not dare to come forward.

"Damn, this may be that I touched Xiaohua's hand and offended the gods, otherwise, why would this be?" Shaoqiu said in his heart.

Thinking of this, I really regret touching Xiaohua's hand, but this Xiaohua sent her hand over, and it seems that it is too much to be sorry not to touch it at this time, not to mention seeing herself, isn't Xiaohua smiling on her face, it's not too much to touch your hand, right? But if the diesel engine is so loud and the roof tiles are ringing, it is definitely not a thing, I wanted to sit down and read a book, otherwise, I really can't live this day.

I stepped forward for a while, wondering how the diesel engine sounded, what was wrong, for such things, Shaoqiu has never been good at it. At this time, he took a knife in his hand, aimed it at its "neck" and roared, "Damn, if you make such noise again, Lao Tzu will kill you!" But for Shaoqiu's threat, this machine didn't pay attention to it, or didn't take what he said as a word, but it seemed to be the wind in his ears, which made Shaoqiu really annoyed, and there was nothing he could do.

Shaoqiu, who had no choice, opened the door of the house again, looking at the deserted village, there was no one, and there seemed to be a ghost in the distance, just shook his head and disappeared into the grass again. "Could it be that I am dazzled, this blue sky and white day, do I have such a back?" Shaoqiu asked himself in his heart.

The river has dried up, and the sound of the murmur is no longer heard, and the voices of the people of the past in the deserted village are quite inaudible at this time, all that is the sound of the machine in their own house. Shaoqiu got some things like Daotou at this time, and he could only try this method for a while, so he put these Daotou in front of this machine, and burned some money paper for it, and even knelt down and kowtowed for it, hoping that this machine could stop, don't be so noisy, okay?

For this reason, Shaoqiu has already kowtowed more than a hundred heads, and this machine is still ringing endlessly, without the slightest intention of stopping, if it goes on like this, let alone reading, sleeping will become a problem. After all, who can sleep if it's so noisy?

"Damn, this must be an evil thing, otherwise, why would it be so disobedient, so that it doesn't scream and still screams for its life?" Shaoqiu thought so in his heart. So I went to the toilet and got some filth.,At this time, I splashed it on this machine.,In this way.,Even if it's a very evil monster.,After receiving this splash.,It should be restrained.,Right?

However, after splashing some filth, the machine did not stop, on the contrary, the screams were even more agitated, and there was no choice but to sit in front of the door of his house for a while, and tears kept rolling in his eyes. It's already night, the lights are lit everywhere in the deserted village, people at this time, for some reason, all stay in their own houses, and don't come out, is there a ghost in this deserted village, otherwise with the enthusiasm of the people in the deserted village, why are they separated from each other and never come back and forth?